unrequited love- does it gets better as you get older?
i doubt it. young and green as i still am, i’ve already been over the phase where emotions fall out of my grip. i,too, fall in love easily. but seems like your window has a leak (no need fixing though) while mine is pretty secluded and pretty much closed. or let me admit am a very proud bitch. so i just can’t turn in …
but i believe in it. and that’s why i’ll buy what you had to say. esp the slow slow tango at three in the morning. or for me, that s the skin warming embrace a bit later just before the dawn. that s the sex that has an aftertaste of feeling. the other kinds should be considered bad cheap snacks.
at the same time, i know in some case, it leaves you just as sneakily as the way it came to you some time ago. though, it’s enough to be in love. i dont have an open window but i have this little sponge that absorbs…
damn. i didn’t mean to talk about romance today.
but there are lots of dragonflies up in the sky near the balcony of the company where i go for a smoke. noone smokes here. it’s good. i have the space to myself. then noone will ask: why are you smiling? cos i can’t tell i have weird thoughts and some muscles around my mouth just work their own ways beyond my control.
two days ago, i sold myself for a paycheck. now am a full time worker, and i dont’t love it too much. i want to have the freedom to decide : oh now am in mood for a walk. or the freedom to daydream, to jump around, to snort, to snore whenever i want. though, it’s gonna be back some time later.
when will i pick up my camera again? shake me. vibrate me.
hope you are good and happy.
i ll try to reignite my heart and pick up my pretty cam.
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